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Day: December 17, 2010

The Very Definition of Joy

I’m sure there are people who wonder how I can possibly let my dogs run off-leash when we go hiking, especially after what happened to Boonie. But those people clearly have not seen a dog go

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Posted on December 17, 2010Author avidbruxistCategories Animules1 Comment on The Very Definition of Joy
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